The night at the shelter passed peacefully.
If we don't count the howling of the undead outside the shelter, or the sounds of the undead fighting and devouring each other.
That's right, the undead also fight and devour each other.
For example, undead with physical bodies can evolve from servant level to commander level by constantly devouring undead of the same type.
After evolving into a commander-level flesh mountain corpse minister, it possesses powerful defensive capabilities against various magical attacks and melee attacks.
Although it sacrifices most of its speed, turning into a mountain of corpses formed by the fusion of various undead with physical bodies, the immense power it gains is undeniable.
Not only can corpse-type undead devour and merge with each other, skeletal undead can also combine their skeletons to form a more powerful and larger skeletal undead.
Soul-type undead devour each other, making their soul forms more solid.
Of course, in addition to the undead fighting, devouring, absorbing, and advancing each other like poisonous insects, they also need to replenish their bodies with fresh blood, souls, and essence.
Whether demons or humans, they are all highly nutritious for all undead creatures.
Even the attraction of humans and demons to the dead is far greater than the killing and devouring of their own kind.
The undead revel in the downpour, which theoretically shouldn't affect their slumber the following day.
But this torrential rain was different.
According to Serafina's investigation, something had been added to the rainstorm.
Because the concentration is low, there will be no obvious symptoms at first.
After a few more days of heavy rain, the concentration will increase, and the effects will begin to appear.
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A new day has arrived as scheduled.
Su Lan slept soundly that night.
With Serafina by my side, there's no need to worry about any danger.
Asha's spirits seemed relatively good, though she was not far away.
She had two attendants who took turns keeping watch at night, and she was able to rest comfortably on her own in the tent.
After the short man and the strong man had breakfast, they were told to begin their journey.
It was already eight o'clock in the morning, and the gray sky was just beginning to lighten. Most of the dead had already fallen into a deep sleep underground.
Standing outside the shelter, one or two languishing, low-level undead could be seen wandering around.
Seeing this, the short man and the strong man frowned.
It's not uncommon for the dead to appear during the day.
When it is dark and there is insufficient sunlight, the suppression of the dead will be reduced.
They looked at the sky, felt the biting wind, and tightened their warm sportswear, assuming that the spirits had come out because of the weather.
Su Lan and Serafina walked at the back as always, but their eyes were scanning the few seemingly mindless wandering undead.
Perhaps the short men couldn't see it, but they knew it clearly.
This is because the special agents contained in the rainstorm are beginning to take effect.
However, the effect is still very weak, and it will take several more times to achieve the full effect.
"It seems that Jiuying didn't obtain a lot of the Earthly Sacred Spring and the spring water from Weiju Village!"
Su Lan and Serafina communicate through a contract.
"Yes, Father God. This time, Jiuying only obtained a small portion of the Earthly Sacred Spring and the spring water of Weiju Village in the rush. In order to maximize the effect of the potion, it has to be released in batches."
Hearing this, Su Lan found it amusing.
Salamk achieved the effect of letting the dead awaken and move freely during the day by bringing rain overnight.
When they arrive at Jiuying, the process will be carried out in batches.
Perhaps the number of sacred springs is insufficient, forcing them to extend the time to obtain more.
Perhaps the gray garlic from last night was still working, because when they passed by a few still-awakened undead, the undead acted as if they didn't exist.
Perhaps sensing the remarkable effects of the grey garlic, a bearded man from Asha's retinue stepped forward and spoke with the short and muscular man.
"Hey bro, give me a few more garlic cloves, we'll pay extra."
Upon hearing this, the short man and the strong man did not immediately take out the gray garlic, but instead began to ramble on as if telling a story.
"Alas, it's not that I don't want to sell to the bosses, but gray garlic cannot be artificially cultivated. Gray garlic mostly grows in places where the dead gather, using human flesh as nutrients to grow."
"And only the people of Weiju Village know where they grow and how they are harvested."
"Every time we harvest this gray garlic, the process is very difficult. If we are not careful, we may attract the sleeping spirits of the dead, or even be contaminated with corpse poison."
"If it weren't for my brother having half-bloodline from the Dangerous Village, you could all have..."
As the short man continued rambling on, the bearded man interrupted him.
"Alright, enough talk, just name your price!"
"Two to five hundred thousand per piece!"
The short man tried to name a price.
This is the price he considers for large dog slaughterhouses, since although these gray garlic are precious, the village of Weiju still produces quite a lot of them.
Normally, each one sells for around five thousand.
How many do you have here?
"About twenty."
"Okay, give me twenty."
"oh oh..."
The short man was somewhat stunned as he took out a box of twenty gray garlic cloves from his backpack.
The bearded man then transferred the money directly to the short man.
That's amazing.
Surprisingly, there are communication and internet signals even in this remote and desolate place.
So the short man immediately saw the extra ten million in his account.
Upon seeing the money, the short man beamed with joy.
If he hadn't only gotten about twenty this time and kept a few to take back, he might have sold the rest.
Having unexpectedly received a windfall, the bearded man returned to the group.
Su Lan, seeing that Asha Ruya hadn't said anything after the bearded man returned, knew that Asha Ruya had instructed her to make the purchase.
However, after learning that these gray garlic plants are raised on the flesh of dead people, would you still dare to eat them?
Anyway, Su Lan wouldn't dare to eat it.
I don't even want to smell it, let alone eat it.
Perhaps because they had unexpectedly received a sum of money, the short man and the strong man worked extra hard this time.
Soon, the group arrived outside a village.
"The first dangerous village ahead is Yangyang Village. It's still early, so we can rest for a while before heading to the next dangerous village."
"Each village in danger has its own rules. Once we're inside, we must follow them. We absolutely cannot break them, otherwise the villagers will kick us out…"
Before the short man could speak, the strong man interrupted him.
"There's no one in the village, so you can just walk in if you want. As long as you don't damage anything, there are no rules."
"Huh? What's going on?"
Upon hearing this, the short man stared wide-eyed at the muscular man.
Asha'ruya and her two attendants also frowned as they looked at the burly man.
Before they set off, they had already scouted out the dangerous village that lived outside the ancient capital, in the heart of the undead empire.
This village, which could survive for thousands of years in the wilderness teeming with the undead without the need for defensive barriers, was one of their primary targets for this investigation.